Thinking about yesterday And how my life used to be Now I'm locked inside this place I'm a schizophrenic case All the faces I now see Never show a sign of glee Every night we start to bustle It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle It's the Thorazine shuffle Everyday half past four They push my food through the door Every night right at eight They put me back into my straight All the paintings I have made They look kind of strange Every night we start to hustle It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle It's the Thorazine shuffle